Rhodon And Iris. Act I (Ralph Knevet Poems)
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Ag. Is the worlds eye not yet asleepe?Po. Hath Jove not yet put on his starry night-cap? No; nor Juno her spangl'd ...
SCEN. 1.Poneria, Agnostus.Ag. Is the worlds eye not yet asleepe?Po. Hath Jove not yet put on his starry night-cap? No; nor Juno her spangl'd ...
The Argument.First at Glentroll doth Scotts renowned PrinceGet victorie aboue the English foeDouglas at Ederfoord with valiaunceBy fourtie doth a ...
Therefore, when thirtie two were come and gone,Years of her raigne, daies of her countries peace,Elizabeth great Empresse of the ...
This time our boat passing too nigh the land,The whirling stream did make her run on sand;Aluif, we cry'd, but ...
When Hils, and Valleys, wrap't in sheets of snow, Did pennance for their summer luxury, And Winter old unto the world did ...
Errours of youth. How did my sorowes mount above My hopes, and threate Me to defeate, While I did wander in a grove, Through crooked ...
Retreate (sad passions) to your chanels now, Let sorrowes inundations cease to flow: Griefes, (which distinguish Mortals from the Gods) Ought to be ...
If on the waters you shall cast your breadit is not lost, but if your pearles you throwVnto these swine, ...
Teach me the art of teares, Thou Lord of joy, learne mee to swimme in sorow, Both at this present, and to ...
Worldlings we court not, envy not, nor fear; May Friends to Vertue lend their Ear: While Sinners split on shelves, ...
When as King Henry rulde this land,The second of that name,Besides the queene, he dearly lovdeA faire and comely dame.Most ...
"A new Courtly Sonnet, of the Ladie Greensleeves. Alas, my love, you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously ...
Alas my loue, ye do me wrong, to cast me off discurteously: And I haue loued you so long Delighting ...
Hide not that sprouting lipp, nor kill The juicy bloome with bashfull skill: Know it is an amorous dewe That ...
YE tradefull Merchants that with weary toyle, do seeke most pretious things to make your gain: and both the Indias ...
Fayre is my loue, when her fayre golden heares, with the loose wynd ye wauing chance to marke: fayre when ...
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